by Mario Gaines
This is a story about my favorite cousin Ewonte. He was older then me and I looked up to him because I wanted to be just like him. Being around Him you would laugh a lot he was a laid back chill type of guy. Every time I came around him he would do things for me like take me to parks, bike rides,and females houses. He helped me get my first girlfriend.
The relationship me and Ewonte had was great he treated me like a big brother I never had. Most of the things I do today I learned It from. Ewonte was a ladies’ man. He had multiple girlfriends because he could talk very well to women. Multiple females knew him and often talked about him a lot.
Even though we had a great relationship he also had a relationship with the streets. He spent most of his time outside hanging with friends. Ewonte was a good person but was not a smart hustler. He often had a lot of trouble with the law. He had been locked up over 10 times and been on house arrest over 3 times.
Ewonte did what he wanted because his parents were not very strict. He lived with his mother and he had 1 brother and 1 sister. His father was a working man he didn’t see him that much. Ewonte was very loved by the whole family because he made everyone laugh and have fun.
One day Ewonte was chilling on the corner listening to headphones with a friend. When a gunman approached him on a bike and let off shots. Hitting Ewonte 3 times in the back he tried to get up but the shots weakened him. The ambulance came and took him to the hospital but sadly Ewonte didn’t make it. He died on the same day as our grandmother the whole family was devastated.
I was crushed. The feeling of losing somebody really hurt. Everybody from around the area was sad because he was loved by so many. Words can’t explain how I felt I cried at the candle light but not at the funeral I had to stay strong. Flashbacks of Ewonte will always be in my head. His killer said it was mistaken identity but that didn’t matter to me. Justice for Ewonte was served. His killer received 45 years and had to do 80%.
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